Uppin Dem Arms

We uppin dem arms
Hop in the back and
We causing a storm
We causing you harm
We make it a norm
Bitch real nasty
She was raised on a farm
Nigga a celestial
Grew up on venus
Shawty real nasty
She choked on my penus
Just copped a new bag
You know that they hate us
Just clocked out of life
You on hiatus
They don't even pay us
We uppin dem arms
Hop in the back and
We causing a storm
We causing you harm
We make it a norm
Bitch real nasty
She was raised on a farm
Nigga a celestial
Grew up on venus
Shawty real nasty
She choked on my penus
Just copped a new bag
You know that they hate us
Just clocked out of life
You on hiatus
They don't even pay us

Pulled up in a fucking Bently
Four five had you looking silly
Milly on my wrist
Now feel the wave insane
All that pillow talking
We don't play the same
All you niggas pussy
Yall some fucking lames
Imma pull up in that panty dropper
Pussy got me talking proper
Diamonds in the fucking chopper
We go blow the fucking roof off
My partners and I play no games
I swear to god we in a wave
My partner said we hit a lick
Double up I grab the stick

We uppin dem arms
Hop in the back and
We causing a storm
We causing you harm
We make it a norm
Bitch real nasty
She was raised on a farm
Nigga a celestial
Grew up on venus
Shawty real nasty
She choked on my penus
Just copped a new bag
You know that they hate us
Just clocked out of life
You on hiatus
They don't even pay us
We uppin dem arms
Hop in the back and
We causing a storm
We causing you harm
We make it a norm
Bitch real nasty
She was raised on a farm
Nigga a celestial
Grew up on venus
Shawty real nasty
She choked on my penus
Just copped a new bag
You know that they hate us
Just clocked out of life
You on hiatus
They don't even pay us

They don't even pay us
They don't even pay us
They think they getting over
But im always go win
Come up on top
I'm a king put a mill on my ring
Nigga thought he was a trapper
But just fiend
Talking my shit from a mansion
Runnin yo mouth
I'm teaching a lesson
Upping the Glock and I'm giving abrasions
Hop in the back and I switch the rotation
Puff puff pass
We keep in rotation
Internet gangster
But pussy to faces
You running you mouth
I'm winning these races
Please go stand in yo places

We uppin dem arms
Hop in the back and
We causing a storm
We causing you harm
We make it a norm
Bitch real nasty
She was raised on a farm
Nigga a celestial
Grew up on venus
Shawty real nasty
She choked on my penus
Just copped a new bag
You know that they hate us
Just clocked out of life
You on hiatus
They don't even pay us
We uppin dem arms
Hop in the back and
We causing a storm
We causing you harm
We make it a norm
Bitch real nasty
She was raised on a farm
Nigga a celestial
Grew up on venus
Shawty real nasty
She choked on my penus
Just copped a new bag
You know that they hate us
Just clocked out of life
You on hiatus
They don't even pay us

They be calling me handsome
This is an anthem
Hop in the back
And we whipping a phantom
Talk to much
We hold her for ransom
Upping these ones
And it hurt like a phantom
She shaking that ass
She throwing a tantrum
Slapping that ass
And it sounds like a hand drum
Runnin yo mouth
I pull out the handgun
Imma be famous
I'm selling the stands out
Talking my shit
And I'm blowing the roof
You running yo mouth
But you driving a coop
Got a new mag
And I'm letting it loose
I'm in my bag
And I'm fucking that pussy
She knows that she fine
She's talking her shit
She's backing it up
She knows the rotation
Pull up I'm hacking that shit
Diamonds and racks in a Benz ya

We uppin dem arms
Hop in the back and
We causing a storm
We causing you harm
We make it a norm
Bitch real nasty
She was raised on a farm
Nigga a celestial
Grew up on venus
Shawty real nasty
She choked on my penus
Just copped a new bag
You know that they hate us
Just clocked out of life
You on hiatus
They don't even pay us
We uppin dem arms
Hop in the back and
We causing a storm
We causing you harm
We make it a norm
Bitch real nasty
She was raised on a farm
Nigga a celestial
Grew up on venus
Shawty real nasty
She choked on my penus
Just copped a new bag
You know that they hate us
Just clocked out of life
You on hiatus
They don't even pay us



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Writer(s): Marquan Bailey
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